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El Moreno Brown

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Don't push me cuz I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
Broken glass everywhere
People pissing on the stairs, you know they just don't care
I can't take the smell, can't take the noise
Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice
Rats in the front room roaches in the back
Junkies in the alley nowadays strapped
I tried to get away but I couldn't get far
'Cause the man with the tow repossessed my car
Standing on the front stool, hanging out the window
Watching all the cars go by as the wind blows
A crazy lady, livin' in the bag
Eating out the garbage used to be a baddie
Drugs been her scapegoat
Worse as the days go
Hurting with the pain slow
All to get them Pasos
Down at the peep show, watching all the creeps go
So she can tell stories to the girls back home
Went to the city and got so, so dizzy
So she Had to get a pimp
Couldn't make it on her own
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
I'm tryin' not to lose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
My brother's doin' bad stole my mother's TV
Says she watch too much, it's just not healthy
All my children in the daytime, Hustle at night
Can't even see the game or the McGregor Fight
The bill collectors stay ringing my phone
And scare my wife when I'm not home
Got a flunk education, double-digit inflation
Can't take the train there's a strike at the station
Feeling like King Kong standing on my back
Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
Mid-range migraine, cancered membranes
Sometimes I think I'm goin' insane
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
I'm tryin' not to lose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
A child is born with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
God is within you the saga continues
And only God knows what you gon' do
You'll grow up in the ghetto, living second rate
And your eyes will sing a song of deep hate
The places you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alleyway
You'll admire all the number booktakers
Thugs pushers pimps big moneymakers
Driving big cars, spending twenties and tens
And you wanna grow up to be just like them
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers
Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers
You say I'm cool, I'm no fool
But then you wind up dropping out of high school
Now you're unemployed, all null void
Walking 'round like you're pretty boy Floyd
Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did
Got sent up for an eight year bid
Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag
Spend the next two years as an undercover fag
Being used and abused to serve like hell
'Til one day you'll be found dead in a cell
It was plain to see that your life was lost
'Cause you was cold and your body swung back and forth
But now yeah, I sing the sad, sad song
Of how you live so fast and die so young
So don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
I'm tryin' not to lose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under

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